"Tiw come down." Nice said helplessly as he watched him. The guy had been up on the haddle for nearly ten minutes now. Too bad it couldn't support two people or else he'd follow him up.
Tiw stuck his toungue out with a silly face trying to make fun of him. Seconds later Kevin approached Nice cutting him the slack.
"Nice I have the area plan." He stated as he spread a wide sheet of paper he had carried on the ground. The two sat on the floor by it as Tiw hurriedly climbed down.
"I guess five people will do." Nice stated after proper studying of the map. The compound was about ten acres. Five as field, three for the house and two for the front. The front part is never used plus the cameras in the house which secured every corner made everything tough.
"So as obvious Charlie is the computer guy. He will turn off the cameras. Our physical guy who works mechanically that is you will cut some wires at the edge and short-circuit lighting on these end. That is to be done earlier by the time automatic lights are on. Our carrier is Tiw. He can hide the drinks round his body where ever just in case."
"Nice they are buying me." Tiw stated as he held his hand.
"Fuck off." Nice stated as he seemingly continued studying the map.
"Plus charlie and Nick..."
"Yeah the rest are cool kids."
"Okay so we will have it on..." Tiw asked as he looked at the map.
"Three days from now." Kevin stated.
"My fifth night?"
"Yes. We will be with you till morning the spirit won't affect you. Duh my idea." Tiw stated. He always took Nice as his brother. They always had a clue on about everything on the other.
"Till morning?"
"Yeah. We will all be too drunk to head back to our rooms so we will sleep together."
"Are you guys sure Tay and Bison won't be mad?"
"Explain it to him." Kevin responded simply and walked away with his map.
The days here we're repetitive. Wake up. Morning run, breakfast, rope skipping they said it improves on increase of muscles. Running for leg muscles and rope skipping for all round but to Nice he saw no difference. His body still had the same structure. The rest were like military training. To him he wondered why train all this if he was only to be a secretary? Too good for him he spent the better part of the night trying to keep his studies on track with night discussion on the weekend maybe everything wasn't boring after all. It was time for log carriage from the forest hence ran there then match back. The other guys bodies showed some difference but to his nothing changed.
"Hit twice then duck then foot." Mick shouted as they trained on boxing with the other seniors. Hours later the session was done.
"Nick you have been selected for the main team." Mick announced as he held his hand high.
"Guys I know on your books you do your all but physically you also need to be perfect. Try this." He stated as punching balls were brought.
"Hit it till you have your best shot. The balls show a scale on how strong your punch is. If it reaches seventy five for today you can head out for supper. If it's below then you'll sleep here. As for Nick yours should reach ninety." He stated as Nick took the first shot. A hundred and nine.
"So Nick here will be chosen to join the body guard squad. That means two spots are filled. The rest will be positioned by the boss. Begin." He stated as he walked out with Nick. The rest were out with there first shots. Nice stood there. He was worse at everything, well except his books. Tiw stood beside him.
"Try hard. You can't fail on this physical act. We need to rush to the mission. You have fifteen minutes." Tiw stated then left. He remained there all alone. He tried it.
"Thirty five." He said angrily. He tried again. Fourty eight. Tin stood there to keep watch. He tried six times to no avail. Then he walked in. Dylan.
"Here to laugh at me?"
"Why should I?"
"I don't know." He said hopeless. He sat on the bench as Tiw was signalled to walk away. He sat beside him as they both looked at the punch ball.
"Where have you been?"
"Why?"
"Nothing. Two days don't end if I haven't seen you. Since, that day I just saw you once and then you've been..."
"Busy." He stated cutting this conversation. He stood at the punch ball Tiw was at and tried his shot. A hundred and sixty.
"Better than Nick." Nice said happily.
"Damn, too bad I'm only good in books." He stated and looked at his watch. Five minutes to go. He took a deep breath and stood. The spirit was there with him. It was like some golden light trying to keep him as himself. He felt it. He raised his hand with his fists ready. He felt someone hold his hands raising it up ready to punch.
"Put all the force of your upper body on the hand you want to use. Don't move the upper body only the hand and let the motion drive you. Imagine this ball is something you have a grudge on. Something that can't escape your rough and strike." He stated and released his hand. Nice opened his eyes and saw the ball as some dark spirit. Just like the one he saw the night his parents vanished. He took his shot. 'ninetyfive'
"Yes!!!" He shouted happily and turned back. Dissapointment caught up to him. He was not there. Dylan had vanished. Dissapointed he looked down before a knock came at the window before him. He raised his head slowly and there at the window he saw the four.